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As soon as I opened the bamboo gate of the hanging building, I saw a well-proportioned young man in the small room, buried his head in a parchment scroll. He dipped a feather pen into the ink by his side and quickly recorded something.,“My dear brother, Angel. Judging by your tone, did you know I would be coming today” Leon smiled.,Angel shook his head. "Do I need to teach you that Your father always used to talk like that."。